I cower, as best as I can on the ladder, knowing that my mouth has got to stop working without interaction from my brain."Sir," I begin, feeling quite... chagrined -- and scared shitless. "I'm sorry. I'll behave now. I promise." Why should I believe you?" I jump, surprised at hearing your voice so close to my face."Sir, because I believe this to be important to you -- and to myself, even though I don't fully understand why. I do believe this is what you feel best of me, that this is what pleases. When the man slid his cock out of me I shoved against the bench with one arm and heaved upright. I pointed to the cum-filled condom dangling off his cock. "Give that to me," I said, between gasps for air."This?" the man said, pointing at the giblet hanging from him. "You want the jonny?"I nodded and took it from him after he peeled it off."More spunk," I sighed, upending the opaque and shrivelled bag so the cum inside slid out and covered my breasts.And then I saw my husband. He stared at me,. ‘Still’, she mused, ‘it had all been very exciting’. Far more exciting than her life normally was. Part the sevinth: What happened later that morninge By the time Groat had hidden the money, returned his new mare to her stabling and returned to Castle D’Airing it was late. He was almost tempted to stay up and watch the new morning, which, despite the events of the night before, promised to be fair and pleasant, instead he made his way to bed. Later, although he could easily have lingered in. I picked it up wondering if she was in fact lactating or maybe just an old bra. My question was answered when I went to put it in the basket when a nursing pad fell out. She was looking the other way, giving me the chance to pick it up and throw it in the basket as well, and preventing an awkward situation.I helped her with the baskets into the laundry room then said good-bye and headed back to my place. I finished cleaning the rest of the place up, and grabbed a quick shower until the laundry.